Wednesday, June 16, 2010

When we pay attention

Like peacocks, with their feathers furled,
the radiator panels sit unnoticed,
dust gathering in their furrows,
simmering in quiet corners,
spreading waves of gentle heat
in winter, resting in summer,
always dark and still.
Pay attention!
When we look more closely,
their banks of heat
are alive, and sing with color,
like the small brown bird
who slammed into the window yesterday,
and now lies fading on the lawn below;
tiny red and yellow feathers
merging into earth.

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